i lost my brother when i was the grand old age of 3, my brother was 5. i can remember almost everything of the day he died, strange the things we remember from our childhood.

i have recently lost my dad but even when i was standing beside his body in the hospital the most vivid thought ran through my head, almost like a film, it was my brother,still age 5, running to give my dad a hug.

makes me cry but i also smile to see their joy at being together again.

just thought i'd share that.

tc all.
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